I love love love something gothic, romantic, that also gives chills and what the always sensual & sweet LateStageInfernalism wrote here is just that. I came to him with a couple pieces of music and the idea of a dance of death, sensuality, and darkness... He delivered, most definitely. Preview: My heart stopped for a moment. I watched him, watching me. He did not flinch, or look away, or make any expression of apology as a gentleman should. I could not see him well, but he could see me in detail, I knew, as he raised his opera glasses in salute to me. I returned my sight to the stage, feeling the heat of shame rise to my face. PLEASE check out my good friend, and even better, hard working writer LateStageInfernalism. His Patreon || His Reddit The editing is by me, the music is to die for obtained rights from EpidemicSound.